I groan in pain, my face turning pale. He takes my face in his hands.
"Rayah? Rayah, listen to me. Can you use your powers?" He asks. I shrug and try to. Nothing comes, not one single flame. I shake my head and his eyes widen. "Take deep breaths. Deep breaths." He says, letting go and looking at his father.
"LOOK! Your an idiot! She's hurt! She can't even use her powers!" He yells, his eyes turning pink.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I look at Jace, trying to smile but can't. I do as Cupid says and take deep breaths. I start to regain power and I try my powers again. They work this time and I actually smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I have the strength to stand and I do. I stand and when My dad isn't looking, punch him in the stomach. It didn't hurt him. I held my fist, cursing under my breath.
"Oh holy Shit that fucking hurt!" I half-laughed, half-cried, shaking out my rist.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
What holds you betwixt panic and serenity? That is, if it's not among the many querulous quagmires unfit for elaboration. — soundofmind as Emiliano Achillinus